Life resembles Gobelin tapestry; you do not see the canvass on the right side; but when you turn it, the threads are visible.

Tombs decked by the arts can scarcely represent death as a formidable enemy; we do not, indeed, like the ancients, carve sports and dances in the sarcophagus, but thought is diverted from the bier by works that tell of immortality, even from the altar of death.

Love is above the laws, above the opinion of men; it is the truth, the flame, the pure element, the primary idea of the moral world.

In women's destiny everything goes downhill except for thought, whose immortal nature it is to keep constantly rising.

It seems to me that we become more dear one to the other, in together admiring works of art, which speak to the soul by their true grandeur.

nothing is so horrifying as the possibility of existing simply because we do not know how to die.

Happiness is a wondrous commodity: the more you give, the more you have.